Hell Emperor.

Chapter 271 Ren Changhong - Sword Technique
The Palace of the Underworld, a holy place for healing souls.

Ever since the attack and the trauma to her soul, Lin Hanyan has been recuperating here and repairing the injuries in her soul.

The staff of the Nether Spirit Palace took meticulous care of the innocently injured Shuras and even took out seventh-grade soul-healing elixirs that were rare in the mortal world. After all, no one wanted to provoke a head-on conflict between the two Yama Palaces, and if these resentful Shuras were neglected, no one knew what would happen.

While waiting for her injuries to heal, Lin Hanyan was bored. She supported her head with her hands and didn't know how her master was doing, or whether she had used the mountain-collapsing and earth-splitting talisman to find out the real culprit who attacked Shura.

At this time, the sound of ghosts talking in the distance also attracted her attention.

"The competition concerning the main account is about to begin. If we lose the main account, won't we become lonely ghosts who have been expelled? What should we do now..."

"What are you afraid of? With Fairy Miaorou taking action, the Asuras of the Demon Palace can only return in defeat. When it comes to the Secret Spirit Divine Art, who can be her opponent? The victory of this competition must belong to our Secret Spirit Palace!"

"Have you heard? The two sent by the Demon Palace to compete are Shura Hong and Shura Jie. The former is incredibly powerful and is the best under the Ghost Immortal. The latter is extremely courageous and risked his life to lure out the real culprit who attacked Shura! With these two Shuras working together, this competition will be difficult..."

"Fairy Miaorou will definitely not lose, we have to believe in her! We can't miss this competition, let's go and take a look!"

After the ghost left, Lin Hanyan was still thinking about the content of the words, and secretly sighed in her heart:

"So, the master has found the real culprit, the Shuras are safe, and I don't have to stay under the protection of the ghost fairy. He could have stayed out of it, but for me, he still took the risk... No, the competition is about to start, I want to go and take a look too!"

Thinking of this, she quickly stood up and followed the ghosts to the competition venue.

There were crowds of people and countless ghosts gathered around the venue, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

This competition concerns the ownership of the main account of the Netherworld Palace, and also the survival of the entire Netherworld Palace. When the ghosts in the palace heard the news, they gathered together and waited for the result of the competition.

At the back of the resting area for contestants, Ren Changhong took a deep breath. Even with her great composure, she still felt somewhat uneasy when she felt the might of the swarms of ghosts and immortals in the outside world, like a tsunami.

Beside her, Ye Jie stood still, his eyes as calm as an ancient well, waiting for the moment when the competition would begin.

At this moment, a voice from behind broke the silence: "Are you scared? If so, you'd better go back as soon as possible. The main account of the Nether Spirit Palace is not something you are qualified to touch."

Following the direction of the voice, I saw Su Miao walking slowly towards me with an attitude of not giving in, determined to defend the main tent of the Nether Spirit Palace no matter what.

Behind her, Fairy Yaoyin also put away her previous laziness, tied her hair up high with a golden hairpin, and looked dignified and elegant. For this competition, she also used all her strength.

Ye Jie's gaze lingered on Yao Yin for a moment. She was not a ghost fairy at all, but a true fifth-turn celestial fairy. She faintly exuded the aura of the Great Dao, which was very different from the ghost fairies he had seen in the past.

"Can celestial beings also participate in the competition in Yama Palace?"

Ye Jie scratched his head and couldn't help asking.

After saying this, Yao Yin smiled faintly at him. Su Miao became anxious and said hastily: "What's wrong with the immortals? Who said that immortals can't participate in the competition? Which rule did you see that says so?"

Ye Jie had no choice but to wave his hand: "I was just asking casually, Fairy Miaorou, don't worry."

"I see you are the one who is anxious! Don't even think about finding loopholes in the rules. The Underworld Palace will not give you this opportunity! Not to mention the celestial beings, even if you change people in the middle of the competition, as long as the incense has not burned out and the competition time has not ended, it will be the same!" Su Miao snorted and stopped looking at Ye Jie.

Ye Jie touched his chin, secretly took note of the news, and said nothing more.

At this time, Su Miao's sight fell on Ren Changhong again, and she said bluntly: "I let you win once at the Ghost Messenger Festival, but that doesn't mean I will let you win again! You are bound to lose this time, I think you'd better give up as soon as possible. I didn't expect that among the descendants of Xuannv, there would be a rebellious person like you!"

Ren Changhong also refused to give in: "Lowering your realm to be equal to mine, is that considered giving in to me? I saw that you really wanted to win at that time! Who knew that you were not my opponent at all, but just relied on the fact that you practiced hundreds of years earlier than me, and only had a certain realm! In this competition, you should be the loser!"

"You..." Su Miao was furious, but Yao Yin, who was standing beside her, grabbed her in time and dragged her aside, thus avoiding a bigger dispute.

Ye Jie smiled helplessly. If Yao Yin hadn't stopped them, the two might have had to fight before the competition began.

After Su Miao left, Ren Changhong still looked indignant, still mumbling in his mouth. Ye Jie couldn't help but feel curious: "Lower your realm? What does that mean?"

Ren Changhong exhaled and explained carefully: "At the end of the Ghost Messenger Festival, the best ghost messengers from each hall will have a brawl to determine the real Ghost Messenger of the Year. Generally speaking, the candidates selected as the best ghost messengers from each hall are at a level below the Ghost Immortal, but Su Miao is an exception. She is at the level of a second-level Ghost Immortal, so after the brawl began, she lowered her level to be equal to mine, and finally lost to me."

Seeing Ye Jie nodding from time to time, as if he was listening carefully, Ren Changhong couldn't help but find it a little funny: "What about you? Aren't you the best ghost messenger in Guangwang Palace? How come you don't even know this?"

Ye Jie smiled but did not answer. Fortunately, Ren Changhong did not dwell on this question and spoke instead: "By the way...how do you know that Fairy Yaoyin is a celestial fairy? I don't think I told you that? Don't tell me that with your eyesight, you can tell the difference between a ghost fairy and a celestial fairy."

Ye Jie glanced at her and said deliberately: "You are right, I can tell at a glance that she is not a ghost fairy."

"Tsk..." Ren Changhong curled her lips. The more Ye Jie said this, the more she didn't believe it. She just thought he was deliberately showing off. "How can you have such good eyesight? In my opinion, you probably heard it from some gossipy ghost messenger, so you deliberately showed off in front of the fairies. No matter what you do, Su Miao and Yao Yin won't even look at you."

Ye Jie stroked his forehead, not knowing what Ren Changhong was thinking about. At this moment, Ye Jie suddenly remembered something and asked inconspicuously: "By the way, I remember that you seem to be a swordsman?"

Ren Changhong's mouth twitched: "Have you just discovered it now? There are different types of sword cultivators. I am not the kind of sword cultivator who controls a flying sword, but the kind who holds a sword against the enemy. If you want to see me flying a sword, you may be disappointed. Only my disciples fly swords. My sword is used to kill people."

As he spoke, as if afraid that Ye Jie would not believe him, Ren Changhong drew the Frost Sword from his waist and wielded it skillfully. The blade drew an elegant and moving arc in the air, and the cold light lingered for a long time.

Ye Jie asked again: "Are there many sword cultivators like you in the Xuannv Sect?"

"Of course. The Xuannv lineage has been passed down for more than a hundred generations. You can imagine the number of sword practitioners. Why are you asking this?" At the end, Ren Changhong also felt a little confused and couldn't help but ask.

Ye Jie glanced at her, but he didn't hide anything, and said what he was thinking: "You have seen the ability of Xingyue Linglong Moth, she can help me steal her skills, maybe I can also learn a few sword moves."

Ren Changhong glanced sideways and sighed, "The ability of the Star-Moon Exquisite Moth is truly miraculous. Even in the Netherworld Palace, I'm afraid there has never been such a magical weapon... It's a pity that her soul collapsed. Otherwise, with the quality of the Star-Moon Exquisite Moth, it would have been possible for her to win this competition."

Ye Jie remained silent. At this time, Ren Changhong smiled heartily: "If you want to learn sword techniques, why bother using the power of the Star-Moon Linglong Moth? Why not just tell me earlier? I can teach you the sword techniques."

"Really?" Ye Jie coughed dryly. No matter how he said it, he was a little unconvinced. "Could it be that you will do to me like you did to your disciple, waiting to teach me the sword technique and then kill me with one sword?"

Seeing Ye Jie talking about something irrelevant, Ren Changhong glared at him with a frosty face: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who do you think I am? I always keep my word. Now that I realize my mistakes, how can I repeat them? If you don't want to learn, forget it. It will save me from wasting my time and energy to teach you, a dull idiot."

Ye Jie quickly changed his tone: "Of course I want to learn. Being able to learn a few moves from Fengyun Ghost Messenger is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes. How can I miss it? You are the number one person under the Ghost Immortal. Just teaching me a few moves will be enough for me to benefit infinitely."

Under Ye Jie's continuous flattery, Ren Changhong's expression improved a lot. Seeing that he realized his mistake, he did not hesitate, immediately drew his sword, and said in a cold voice:

"What I am teaching you now is the unique martial arts of the Demon Palace, the Thirteen Swords of Shura! Watch carefully!"

After saying that, Ren Changhong danced with the sword in his hand. His figure was nimble and graceful, swift yet elegant. The sword light was condensed, like a startled wild goose in the sky. Every change of sword moves was breathtaking.

Watching the sword techniques, Ye Jie glanced sideways. Rather than saying that Ren Changhong was performing sword techniques designed for killing, it would be better to say that she was dancing gracefully. Every movement showed her independent temperament and elegant and moving demeanor. She was only one step away from becoming a sword fairy among ghosts.

After the sword dance, Ren Changhong slowly put away his sword. His movements were clean and neat, without any drag. He then spoke slowly, "This is the basic sword move of the Thirteen Swords of Shura. With my current ability, I can only perform the sixth sword, the Ghost Blinding Sword."

After a pause, seeing that Ye Jie had been silent for a long time, he thought that he was stumped by the sword technique and had not comprehended the mystery at all. Ren Changhong's momentum weakened, and there was some concern in his words:

"With your talent, it doesn't matter if you don't understand it the first time. You can still come to me to learn after the competition. Even if I have to teach you ten or a hundred times, I won't give up. You must know that in the path of cultivation, innate supernatural powers are the most important. If you don't have innate supernatural powers, you need to work thousands of times harder than ordinary people to learn supernatural powers."

Ren Changhong's concern was genuine. He was strict, but also kind. It was as if he really regarded Ye Jie as his useless disciple. Ye Jie was silent for a while before speaking: "I thought our relationship would only last until the end of this competition. After that, I'm afraid there will be no involvement."

Ye Jie thought to himself that although the two of them joined forces to participate in this competition for a common goal, after the competition, they would still go their separate ways as Ren Changhong Fengyun Ghost Messenger.

Ren Changhong glared at him and said, "Have you forgotten what I said before? From now on, I will take care of you in the Demon Palace."

After a pause, she seemed a little embarrassed and quickly explained: "Don't think too much, this is all related to the Nether Spirit Divine Art! From now on, you are my sword tassel, and it is only natural for me to teach you the sword art!"

"Really..." Ye Jie smiled. Although Ren Changhong didn't say it explicitly, her attitude had already been conveyed to Ye Jie's heart, explaining everything. There was also a bit more family-like tacit understanding between the two of them.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Ren Changhong blushed and hurriedly changed the subject. He glanced away, not daring to look Ye Jie in the eye, and spoke instead:
"Although you have seen me perform the Thirteen Swords of Shura, you still don't know the secrets of it, so let me explain it to you. The first move of the Thirteen Swords of Shura is called the Abdomen-Slitting and Heart-Cutting Sword. This sword is the starting move of the Thirteen Swords of Shura, and its status is obvious. If you want to practice the Thirteen Swords of Shura, you must practice this first move thoroughly. The second move is called the Skin-Slicing and Boning Sword, and the third move is called the Head-Chopping and Tail-Removing Sword. The common point of these two moves is..."

Ye Jie was speechless for a long time, quietly listening to Ren Changhong explaining the essentials of the Thirteen Swords of Shura, and then memorizing the essentials completely.

Her explanation was very detailed. Taking into consideration that Ye Jie's cultivation was only at the late second stage, he might not be able to understand some of the complicated and tedious parts of performing the sword techniques. So she broke down each move and explained it in detail, so that Ye Jie, who had a low cultivation level, could also feel the essence of the sword techniques.

With Ren Changhong's explanation, even those who have never known the Thirteen Swords of Shura can successfully learn the sword techniques.

At this moment, Ye Jie suddenly felt a little regretful. He should not have used the Star-Moon Linglong Moth hidden in his pocket to learn the Thirteen Swords of Shura. He should have listened carefully to Ren Changhong's description and learned this move by himself.

Feeling Ren Changhong's kindness, Ye Jie was deeply moved. She did not hide anything and showed him all the contents of the sword technique. It was no exaggeration to say that she taught him everything she knew.

There are many kinds of situations in the world, but good intentions should not be wasted. After learning the Thirteen Swords of Shura from a master, Ye Jie's skill level in this move has reached the highest level. He can even hear the mistakes made by Ren Changhong himself when practicing the Thirteen Swords of Shura. Even so, Ye Jie still listened carefully, not daring to be distracted in the slightest, with a pious and focused expression.

After a long time, before Ren Changhong finished his story, he heard three loud bell sounds from afar, which also indicated that the competition of the Nether Spirit Divine Battle was about to begin.

"It seems that I will have to wait until the competition is over before I can teach you the rest."

Ren Changhong couldn't help but sigh as he heard the ghosts' shouts.

(End of this chapter)